it's with great carefulness I tread
restless spirits are about me
cautiously I traverse the immortal
divinity knows me
he hears me stirring
and approaches
with honesty on my tongue I addresss him
he will take no less
he knows me
supplicant of faith
for damnation's sake I was made of such
confession my folly I am too truthful
words of hurt sting my tongue
heavy with need he sees me
mortality wept in a woman
treasonous heart I love him
spike the reason
and awaken me
sullen understanding he will cast me aside
in time he will grow bored
entertaining his greatness my shadows swirl
and out of the mists I step appearing different
a new version of me lest he tire
devout passions wrapped in harlotry
it is his seduction that moves me
Rated for Mature(17+) 
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divinity
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian thank you my friend 💕
Hoi hoi
Took Some time to ‘get’ your handwriting but now that i’m familiar with it, I love it a lot.
I’ll be back to enjoy this one again.
Have a beautiful Sunday!
Kind regards, Gus
hi dearest Gus good evening thank you I know I’m a bit different I’m happy to have spoken to you 💕
Chère C.,
With bits and bites conformity, being a bit different is the most beautiful, endearing of all.
Love your writes to bits! Love the artwork as well.
Kind regards, Gus
Always the new, the enticing, the inviting. Desire is a hard taskmaster. 🌼
hello dearest Joe good evening indeed it can be thank you graciously 💕💕
Your most welcome 🌼
Tremendous work. Powerful.
hello dearest Thomas thank you graciously have a great evening 💕
Amazing work Brenda💕
This a bold and moving piece.
My attention gripped throughout. You can hear it as if it were read in a castle chamber.
Regards James